After months of diligently drawing only on my iPad, I felt the urge to pull out my pens, my pencil crayons, and my paints. This piece was so much fun to do. Oh, how I’ve missed working traditionally… I hope I will make time to do this more often.
But who are they calling, I wonder…
If only my breakfast food could dance into my bedroom and feed me each morning.
As someone who loved watching My Little Pony as a kid, the unicorn has probably always been one of my favourite mythical creatures. So I guess it makes sense to have a day to celebrate how cool they are…
And a doll… that’s a thing right?
Happy Birthday to… me! So thankful to be another year older today. Here’s to another year to keep learning and keep making more art! :)
I always consider the “First Day of Spring” date on our calendar with caution… When you live where I live it is NEVER accurate. There is always at least one more good dump of snow before Winter actually feels like packing up and leaving. Today, Winter has decided to taunt us once more… me and my big mouth!
Hello first day of Spring! We are so happy you have arrived.
Now please, take off your shoes, hang your coat, and stay awhile!
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
Fun Fact #1: Apparently at the age of 16, St. Patrick was kidnapped by Irish pirates and made to work as a slave caring for animals. He was trapped there for 6 years before he was able to escape and go back to his family in Britain.
Fun Fact #2: While working as a missionary in Ireland, St. Patrick used the shamrock to help explain how the Holy Trinity worked in the Christian faith. There was one leaf for each part: Father, Son & Holy Spirit. These leaves are also sometimes thought to represent Faith, Hope, and Love, and when a fourth leaf is present, that’s where the Luck comes in!
3.141592653589793238462643383279… Let me just stop there and wish you a Happy Pi Day! Or as I prefer to call it… PIE Day! If ever there was a day to obtain a pie and eat the entire thing, today is the day!
It was a chilly night, and the family gathered around the fireplace. Francois was sitting in his comfy arm chair, reading his newspaper. His trusty beagle, Sir Tug, was curled up at his feet beside his cat, Mr. Snuffles, who was softly purring. Sir Tug was always a very comfortable pillow during Mr. Snuffles’ naptime. Sir Tug’s snoring could barely be heard over the roar of the fire, and the warmth filled the room with a glow. It certainly wasn’t chilly inside.